The End Poem Novels & Stories

Outside, the northern lights danced green and purple across the sky. Inside, three hearts beat in the same rhythm for the first time. No empire. No enemies. No chains. Just Eden, Aleksandr, and the little lion who would never know his father as anything but gentle. The last safe word was spoken. And we finally, truly, breathtakingly free. The End…

I took the cake after taking a look at it and holding up a spoon for him. "What?" he asked, confused. "You go first..." His eyes glistened. I winced at his very dramatic reaction. "You go first, I'm afraid there might be poison," I said, causing him to frown. "I hate sweet foods!" he complained after tasting the food. "But it's fine. Tiarra likes sweet foods," he said turning to me. "Keep quiet and just eat."

Simply a fact. Aurelion’s eyes hardened. “Why?” The eye blinked. BECAUSE ALL THINGS END. STARS END. Another star vanished. WORLD'S END. A mountain in the distance crumbled. GOD'S END. The sea recoiled. I AM THE END. The words echoed through reality itself. Nobody spoke. Because what answer could there be? How did one fight an ending? The black eye slowly turned. Toward Elara. BUT SHE DID NOT END.

But the real triumph is in the quiet. In the laughter after mourning. In the family built from ruin. In a woman who once lost everything, standing tall, holding the pen. And writing the last word herself. …The End

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until the end of time episode 4 Slowly Fransis got out of bed, he walked around and stood right behind his wife. Sonia was shocked when the man began to wrap his sturdy arms around her slim waist, her head rested on the chest of the man who was considered her sister-in-law, her ears could hear her heartbeat, she wanted to get out of this situation, her husband was in the hospital now, but she was making out with her sister-in-law, at least that's what she thought, she did not know that they were exchanging identities.

Both sides face each other at opposite sides of the battlefield from yesterday, the stench of smoke and blood still fill the air to some degree. We hear that the officers simply named the battle, Final Eternity. Although I found the name a bit bland, in all truth I believe it didn’t matter. The ceremony was conducted by the meeting of Generals from both sides. When our own General Vaxides read the official Persian letter and inspected the seal for authenticity while the Persian Leader General Izari did the same with the Remanian letter. When both Generals returned the letters and saluted each other we knew the war was now over. The cheers of both armies are much more deafening than the fierc

Perhaps this is… a kind of ending. Raelor closed his eyes. A tear slipped down his cheek, heavy with regret. After the ceremony, I was busy seeing off guests. When I finally sat down to rest, Lyndra approached with a complicated expression and handed me an exquisite wooden box. "Raelor asked me to give this to you. He said he wouldn’t appear openly. He wishes you happiness." She patted my shoulder and left. I remembered he had said he would attend, yet I had not seen him clearly in the crowd.

Her sharp gaze locked onto me, a chilling weight in her words. "There’s still one matter left unsettled." She set down her teacup with deliberate precision. "My mother’s death."

I guess that true love stories never have endings after all. Dean took my hand in his and interlocked our fingers as the flight attendant announced that the plane was about to take off. "Let's go home, shall we?" He said with the most beautiful smile. T H E E N D. _____ Thanks for reading! ~Chris xx.